Ambience of a Dove

The serenity,
The sanity,
The peace of mind,
Succumb to the living of survivors,
Has it come to compassion?
Has it come to similarity?
Who defines one's right to live?
To give,
To lead,
To save,
To endeavor,
To be...?
The ambience of a dove has reigned over the years,
But the human mind is too small to comprehend,
Gives a senseless response for the unthinkable,
Having the culprits fall, pounce on innocent victims,
The ambience of a dove is threatened to destruction,
In a mere blink of an eye,
Who chose freely?
Who felt superior in the midst of the moment?
Who gave the "sanity" of vengeance?
The ambience of a dove is seen as futile,
It is given a specific mandate that only its ancestors can understand,
Do we care to love as we did?
Why does the difference come out now?
Sanity should be the first commandment,
Serenity,
Peace and love and unity,
For the ambience of a dove calls for it.
But only a few recognize its true meaning,
Only a few see the sense of succumbing to it...
The peaceful ambience of a dove.